A massive block of ice enveloped the area he was in...
Through the hard, semi-transparent ice, Colin saw that this must be a rather spacious room...
And on his body, the flame that had once covered him had now grown markedly weak.
"Is 'Yukionna' using this to preserve me?"
Colin pursed his lips and then moved his body. Amidst the cracking sounds of the ice shattering, he broke free from some of the frost's binding, only to find that his body had also accumulated many irregular, pitted wounds.
The culprits of these injuries were some strange insects.
They were like beetles the size of fingernails, penetrating the surface flames and nibbling at his skin in wriggling motions as though they were munching on leaves and twigs.
However, it seemed due to the activation of the finger bone at his chest, most of the insects had already perished.
A few were still wriggling under his skin...
